Today in the evening had a very interesting conversation with the lady, who lives in our house since 1940ties: her memory is amazing (she's 90 now). She remembers the exact date in 1930 when they were unloaded from the train in Murmansk region, were they were sent on forced labor. I recorded the conversation in my phone. I have to check if the quality is good enough, then i might put it up somewhere.
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Friday, July 31, 2009
Country internet
So, internet has finally come to my country home. 21st century communication tool side by side with 19th century plumbing equipment: quite a contrast.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Evolution marching on
At least theorethically. And i contributed to it. All that is a very twisted way of saying that i'm a daddy now. And little Dāvis is a jolly good fellow (or my brain makes me think that way).
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Disability discrimination
I'm bad at olfaction. Which is a complicated way of saying that i have a quite bad sense of smell. It's most obvious when something stinks: people start to wince and only after a minute i say "yeah, there's a hint of daisies in the air". It's a good thing and a bad thing. Good thing is i can't be easily bothered with bad smells. Bad thing is - i might die in a fire accident, since i won't sniff the smoke fast enough. Which makes me sort of a disabled person: i'm limited in some way. So the question is, why there are no invalidity group for people with olfaction problems, as there are for people with hearing or seeing problems?
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